Luyện nghe bài hát Dark Side

Ghetto gospel, all thugs gotta pray, me Lord, yo

If killin' niggaz is wrong, God me for my sins
And all my evil thoughts fuckin' my girlfriends
God bless my family and the I bagged in the Camry
And any extra guns that come in

Not to play but pray for things corrupt
But the Lord knows world is all fucked up
In God's eyes, every nigga is equal
To some crackers, we evil 'cause we lethal

And anythin' we to get, gots to get got nigga
if somebody, gots to get shot nigga
Why not? A whole lot of thugs on my block
And I see the killer's still free, so fuck

We got no love for the Lord, that's why we gats
When shots pop, bitch cops, where They at?
somewhere at Dunkin' Donuts
While black child got niggaz on the corner with hands cuffed

Now let me load my heat I go to sleep
And pray to God, I don't end up six feet
'Cause if I die, before I wake, let me die on some
And all my niggaz at my wake, I said, if I die I wake
Let me die on some and all my bitches at my wake

God, forgive me for all my sins, Lord please
Psalms 23, the Lord is my Sheppard and the my weapon
Reppin' my upper sections, blessed with protection
It's nothin' on this Earth that my soul warn

a house, a big Benz, all my friends puff blunts
Nigga, we lust to bust and guns we
The copped me a path, now that's righteous
I'm tight 'cause my peeps was they last breath

Where we was, bubblin' in the valley of
I went to and end up bein' the last nigga left
Now, I no evil and hear no evil
Just the silencer on my Desert Eagle

Nigga to free my people, I'm prepared for the
And thugs who won't out and put slugs up in me
gave me the energy, now pass the Hennessy
Word to God, all y'all is gonna remember me

Hey, child, black child, now let me load my heat
Before I go to sleep and pray to God, I don't end up six deep
if I die, before I wake, let me die on some papers
And all my niggaz at my wake, I said, if I die before I
Let me die on some and all my bitches at my wake

Shit, if I die Lord, have mercy, street pray
Now let me hit the so my kids could eat
Compton, Oakland, Inglewood, long
All the thugs in the street got for me
Hollis, Side, B.K., Q.B.

I don't a fuck nigga, I die for I N C
And ride for that'll ride for me
All my bitches out there that me slow nizzie
bottles of remi, keep 'em so pissy

Now let me load my before I go to sleep
And pray to God, I don't end up six deep
if I die, before I wake, let me die on some papers
And all my at my wake, I said, if I die before I wake
Let me die on some and all my bitches at my wake

Word to god, all my hood people, all my good people
Alright, nigga, let's go